Fuck, I thought, it was almost midnight already. I popped out of bed and got dressed quickly. James asked me to stay but I told him I had to get home....Once I was dressed, James got up and slid open the nightstand drawer. He pulled out a gold necklace that had a small charm on it. The charm had a number on it, 52637. He hung it around my neck. I looked down and asked what the gift was for. He said it was the code number for his room. He wanted me to have it and that anytime I wanted to fuck, he. Jessica was left in darkness on the cool metal table, tears still running down her cheeks.***A loud scrape of metal against metal woke Jessica from her uneasy sleep. She turned, rising from her place on the dirty mattress in the corner to see the silhouette of the man slowly walking down the stairs. Jessica quickly rose to her feet and knelt in front of the stairs, eyes pointed downward. Anything to avoid another beating. It was hard to keep track of time during her confinement in the basement.. “Keep still sugar, let me do it,” I said as her eagerness broke my rhythm. “I’ve dreamed of using you like this.”“Oh have you, I...” she sobbed as I pushed hard inside. “Yes... please...” she managed to whimper.Now I had both hands around her slim waist as I pounded her delicious bottom. Bending my knees slightly I was able to get just the position and angle I wanted. The harder I fucked her, there by the wall, the softer Emily became, until her head bowed down and flopped to my strokes. I. The girl was there. She was a distant cousin of my cousin who worked in an MNC and looked so sexy with cat-like eyes. Her body must have been shaped by the hands of an artist. The protruding breasts stood at a tall 34 and the waist clinched beautifully at 30, to give way to a gorgeous heavy ass. In all my wet dreams after that, I call her my diva because that’s what she was.To be honest, the night was very uneventful until the seating arrangements were announced. Because of the small house and.